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 Posted: Thu Mar 08, 2012 9:11 pm
So... He wanted to come back to the Rocket base? The blond Agent turned her head and paused.
They of course were not going to say no to a galactic that willingly wanted to go to their base.
What was he thinking?
But if he really could offer them information... She just wondered why? he was clearly betraying his team, or he was playing out an act for them.
"Blindfold as well please." Faleen reminded gently from the front.
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Posted: Thu Mar 08, 2012 9:15 pm
Star winced as Seth took hold of him and stumbled a step. His eyes widened at the order to restrain him, "That's not necessary, I came here willingly!"
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BlackFireKitsune Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Mar 08, 2012 9:26 pm
"I agree with Faleen about the blindfold," Claire made sure to say as she crossed her arms and leaned back against her seat. No way did she want the rest of the Galactics to know where their base was.
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Posted: Thu Mar 08, 2012 9:30 pm
"Don't even try, dude!" 1337 seemed to heckle out before approaching the Galactic. Momentarily his hand that had been so occupied with typing had stopped long enough to reach for the lanky man's wrist. "Ya struggle, yer just gonna make that man wanna kick yer a** even more. He's an a*****e to his allies, so what makes ya think he's gonna be all nicey wit' ya?"
For a moment, 1337 turned his head so his visor was facing Claire, nodding in her direction. "If ya take care of th'blindfold, I'll take care of the restraint."
With that, the hacker suggested "Now... I suggest ya play nicey with us and cooperate... alrighty Mr. Heels?" The Galactics footwear had not gone ignored apparently.
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BlackFireKitsune Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Mar 08, 2012 9:36 pm
When 1337 addressed her, Claire's eyebrows raised momentarily. The reaction was very brief. "Gladly," she said as she stood and began rummaging around the back of the helicopter for something that would make a suitable blindfold. In the end she found a roll of bandages and also an old rag. The bandages she replaced - there wasn't any way she would waste something that could be used to help their wounded on a Galactic - and instead offered the (slightly and questionably stained) cloth to 1337. It's condition didn't seem to deter her in the least from offering it. "Will this work?"
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Posted: Thu Mar 08, 2012 9:39 pm
Star looked about to contest the agreeing Rockets when 1337's heels comment came up. He bristled and turned a glare on the grinning man, "They're impact absorption boots!"
Despite his seemingly-defiant attitude, he relented on being bound. He didn't look the slightest bit happy about it though. He assumed a pouting posture and muttered disapprovingly. This obviously wasn't how he'd imagined this going.
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Posted: Thu Mar 08, 2012 9:40 pm
"Like hell its not necessary," Seth snarled at the Galactic while letting 1337 handle the rest. Although the agent did not get away without a glare for his comment.
He then released Star from his grip as the others seemed to have it under control.
Walking back to his seat, Seth picked up his Dex and radioed a new message to the base.
"Situation has changed. We're bringing back a..." and he glanced back at Star and his pouting for a moment before continuing, "... prisoner."
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Posted: Thu Mar 08, 2012 9:51 pm
Faleen regarded Seth when he came back to his seat, reaching up to her mic when Seth announced they had a prisoner.
Her voice was low, speaking into her own transmission.
"I trust you to take care of the file I sent, Nakura."
It wasn't anything important, but it was work keeping in the logs.
The words 'impact absorption boots' reached Faleen's ears. and with a slight quirk of her eyebrows she slid her gaze over her shoulder.
It was the first time she got a glimpse of the boots, they didn't look ordinary.
Huh... were they really?
She turned back to face the window again, letting out a nervous sigh and continuing on home.
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Posted: Thu Mar 08, 2012 9:58 pm
In a tone that sounded more goading than anything, 1337 seemed to his out "Suuuuuuure they are... for a transvestite maybe!" Taking up the rag that Claire handed off to him, he couldn't help but comment in a teasing manner "...I think this would be a better gag for quieting down a dirty girl... but whatever... Mr. Heels can wear it!"
In a rough manner, he folded the rag so it wouldn't let in any stray light before tying it over the man's eyes. With a slight hum, he had to comment "Now we match... well... except you have heels and I can see."
Snickering a bit, the hacker reached into his side pouch and managed to pull out what seemed like wire meant for repairing some tech. Using the wire and a knowledge (of questionable origins) about knots, soon enough the Galactic found himself restrained quite thoroughly.
And now seated next to the hacker. 1337, seeming to take delight in the new prisoner and companion, had every intention of seeing how many times he could push this man's buttons.
This was going to be fun!
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Posted: Thu Mar 08, 2012 10:04 pm
Star fixed a burning glare on 1337 up until the moment his eyes were covered. When 1337 continued to speak he tensed, "Would someone please get this ridiculous man away from me..."
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Posted: Thu Mar 08, 2012 10:08 pm
There was no such obligation for Star. Seth himself had to put up with 1337 many times, and thus he held no sympathy at all for their new captive. He could sit next to the hacker the entire trip for all he cared. In fact, he would encourage it.
The elite spent the rest of the trip in silence. Only listening to the commotion that would likely be happening in the cabin behind him.
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Posted: Thu Mar 08, 2012 10:14 pm
The rest of the trip, while uneventful, had a lively taste to the air. Excitement, nervousness, contempt, and hope, all mixed into one strange cocktail.
Faleen remain quiet, and forward facing for the remainder of the trip.
Only speaking when she announced their decent into the hanger, and contacted base about their approach.
The landing went smoothly, starting to shut everything down once they had touched down.
"we're good."
she told the team, removing her head set and pushing herself out of the pilot seat.
Hazel eyes cast briefly over the other Rockets and the oddball Galactic in the group before opening the side door to let them out.
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Posted: Thu Mar 08, 2012 10:18 pm
When the engines started whining down, Star turned his head, "..can someone take this blindfold off me now? It's scratchy."
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Posted: Thu Mar 08, 2012 10:23 pm
1337 had to rebut with a simple and childish "...but then we won't match anymore!"
There was a pause "...but maybe we can bedazzle your helmet to better fit your fashion sense, Heels!"
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Posted: Thu Mar 08, 2012 10:27 pm
Star tensed, "Don't you dare touch my helmet!" He squirmed uncomfortably, long arms twisting behind him as he fussed uselessly with the wire binding him, "Are you going to untie me? I need to pick up my bag. I'm not leaving it here to be rifled through.."
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